If I were ever a twin I know I killed that other mother
fucker. Shiiitt! Two of me?
The fuck! Fuck naw. That shit just ain’t gonnah fuckin
float! At the fuck all! Bye-bye-boo-boo!
That niggah be propahly disposed of! Yes sir!
Can’t stand my damn self more than half the time and this mothah fuckah
lookin like me, reminding my ass of me, always lookin like me…whateverthefuck!
I know for damn sure I killed my twin because
I’m here. And he or she is not.
The one I killed, had the better looks; had the better
attitude; loved life; highly sociable…opposite
of everything that I am.
So…yes. I killed that
other mother fucker that looked like me.
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